Reblogged from The Community Storyboard:
From blade to blade he flits and flutters
Enemy to soon discover
Feast upon this living morsel
With speed and grace he jumps and hops
Not daring once to stop and
Eye the eyes perched motionless
That stare and wait for legs and wings
To move in daring swings
Tempting feathered foe to battle
No scuff or fight expected
She stoops and swoops…
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A little poem that I did not want to misplace.
Published on September 08, 2013 09:28